Chapter 243 Brother, you smell so good
I studied by myself this morning, and a group of people cheered and cheered.
“Jiang Nian, are you going to buy something to eat?”
“No.”
"Tama, both periods are English classes."
"Let's go, come back after eating." Jiang Nian Shiran stood up, with the calmness and calmness of an old artist.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly found Zhizhi lying on the table and glancing at him.
Jiang Nian raised his eyebrows, "What?"
"Nothing." Zhang Ningzhi looked at him with one eye and said in a low voice, "You guys are absent from class again. It's time for Qianbao to ask me."
"Ten minutes late. How can it be called absenteeism?" Jiang Nian shrugged, "It's just absenteeism. Can Qianbao beat me to death?" Zhizhi: "Then go ahead."
“If you want something to drink, I’ll help you with it.” Jiang Nianbai never forgets Zhizhi when he goes to whore, and he is a conscientious male tall man. “How about milk? Grow taller.”
“It’s disgusting that you keep repeating your words.” Ma Guojun was speechless and pulled him out, “Hurry up, class will start soon.”
Jiang Nian turned to look at Zhang Ningzhi, who nodded slightly. Immediately he lay back on the table. Under the cover of the stack of books, only his beautiful high ponytail could be seen.
The morning sun fell from the large window, and the dust exuded a pale golden light.
Yang Qiming couldn't help but open his mouth when he heard what Jiang Nian was saying.
He is dying.
His face was full of weakness and desire for food.
I didn’t eat supper last night and woke up hungry in the middle of the night.
Looking at the dark dormitory ceiling, he thought of the door lock downstairs from the fastest speed in the universe.
Finally, Baidu asked whether roommates can eat it. Baidu does not recommend eating roommates.
In the end, I was so hungry that I drank up my roommate’s melatonin.
The strange thing is that I am not hungry in the morning, so I hesitated.
Now he regretted it, he just wanted to go to the cafeteria for a bite right away, but just as he stood up, Huang Cailang's faint voice came to his ears.
"Brother Yang, are you going to have breakfast?"
It's not the pigeons, you
"No, I'll get up and move around." Yang Qiming was speechless and felt relieved, "What's the matter, do you want to go to breakfast?"
Huang Cailang wanted to eat and was a little hungry. But thinking about what he said yesterday, Brother Yang probably didn't want to go with this tone, so he could only endure it.
Class Three Ninjas, the Will of Fire has another heir.
“No, Brother Yang, I’m not hungry.” Huang Cailang forced a silly smile on his face.
Forget it, just bear with it.
In the first English class, Xibao glanced at the class out of habit and found three empty seats in a row.
“Where are the three of them?”
Hearing this, half of the class turned to look at Jiang Nian’s row.
The Fruit Bao Special Attack trio went to the cafeteria.
Zhang Ningzhi lowered his head, not daring to look at Qian Bao, like a left-behind child.
Someone answered.
“Teacher, they went to the toilet.”
Hearing this, Qian Bao couldn’t help but laugh angrily.
“Why do you need to swipe meal cards in the toilet?”
The class suddenly burst into laughter, and those who were originally sleepy also woke up.
Ten minutes later, the Guobao Special Attack trio arrived belatedly. Standing at the door to report, the three of them stood together and blocked the classroom door tightly.
Qian Bao glanced at it and asked slowly.
"Where have you been?"
"Teacher, I just went to the toilet." Li Hua had an idea and pointed to the side, "I don't know these two people. I met them on the road."
Ma Guojun remained silent and threw a blue meal card on the ground.
“Li Hua, you lost your meal card.”
Li Hua lowered his head subconsciously.
Where?
When he looked up and saw Qian Bao looking at him, Li Hua was immediately embarrassed.
An unfaithful and dank thing!
Jiang Nian took his time and took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Li Hua.
“Wipe the oil from your mouth.”
Xibao couldn’t bear it anymore and rubbed his temples.
“Li Hua, go back and stand and listen to the lecture.”
Then he looked at Ma Guojun and asked.
"What about you?"
Ma Guojun said honestly, "Jiang Nian said he was treating us."
Qianbao nodded, "Well, you are quite honest, go back to your seat."
Standing at the back of the classroom, Li Hua felt like the sky was falling. He looked at the fat baby back to his seat in confusion.
“Why?”
But that’s right, although Ma Guojun always uses foul language. But he is an honest person and rarely cheats like Jiang Nian.
That’s all, at the blackboard in the back row where strong people gather.
Having Jiang Laogou stand with me is one of the great joys in life.
What are you doing here, Okamoto?
If heaven had not given birth to me, Li Hua, English would be like a long night!
He was just imagining it when he looked up and suddenly saw Jiang Nian taking out a box of throat lozenges from behind his back. He put it on the podium with a calm face and said shamelessly.
“I bought the throat lozenges that the teacher asked for.”
Qian Bao glanced at him and thought to himself, the child knows how to pay for it. When I remembered that his English was poor, I waved my hand and sent him back.
Back row, edge of blackboard.
Li Hua: Sad, forgetting love.
After two classes, the running bell rang.
Sun Zhicheng is still wearing a sweater and hat, and his whole person looks dark and decadent. Lying on the seat, he felt like a lonely mouse returning to his sewer throne. "I'm touching you, Ah Cheng." Lin Dong patted Sun Zhicheng's hat, "Let's go downstairs and do some exercises."
Although he was attacked by the psychological committee last night, his mentality was still in a good mood. In general, the savings brought by wool harvesting are still exerting their residual heat.
That money is enough for him to live without food or water for the rest of his life.
“Let’s go.” Sun Zhicheng stood up.
“It’s not Ah Cheng, are you running in a sweatshirt?” Lin Dong was surprised and reminded, “The sun is still shining outside, I’m afraid you will be hot as a dog later.”
"It doesn't matter, people like me are used to the coldness of the sewer." Sun Zhicheng stood up, wearing a hood on his head, like a gray impact drill.
Lin Dong nodded, "Let's go, wait until the Sports Committee calls for names."
He was about to leave, but turned around and was startled.
“What the hell, old cousin Qiming?”
Yang Qiming raised his head with a look of kidney deficiency.
"What's wrong?"
"Why do you look so ugly?" Lin Dong asked curiously, "You are not sick, are you?"
"I'm fine." Yang Qiming couldn't say what he said.
You can’t say you’re hungry but can’t eat. It’s too bad. He also didn't want to involve Huang Cairang, lest others lower his reputation.
This pain must be borne by me alone!
“Then why are you doing exercises, asking for leave?”
“Please.”
Hearing this, Lin Dong was slightly surprised.
"When I went to ask for leave, that bastard Liu Yang refused to let me go. How did you ask for it? He actually agreed."
Yang Qiming lay on the table with a weak look on his face and murmured.
“I say brother, you smell so good.”
"Fuck you." Lin Dong slipped away.
Jiang Nian stood up, took off his sweater, looked left and right and saw that there was nowhere to put it.
Turning his head, he spotted Zhang Ningzhi’s school uniform bag and smiled.
Great place! Tucked in.
While Zhang Ningzhi and Yao Beibei were going downstairs hand in hand, they quickly folded their sweatshirts.
Then she carefully and smoothly put it into the bag hanging by her chair, whistled happily and left the classroom door.
On the sports field, most of the people who had just finished running were sweating a little.
Wu Jungu’s skin was very white, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead with paper in the warm sunshine. Turning to look at Zeng You behind him, his eyelids twitched when he saw that his face was even paler.
“What time did you go to bed last night?”
Zeng You raised his eyebrows, “Six o’clock.”
"You've just become an immortal." Wu Jungu couldn't help but feel a little ashamed as he stood in the sweltering running team, "Take it easy, I heard that staying up late can lead to sudden death."
Zeng You heard this and thought for a moment.
“So I didn’t stay up late, I just stayed up all night, and there was no disaster or illness.”
Wu Jungu: “Talent.”
He paused for a moment and couldn't help but persuade.
"I read in the magazine that scientific data shows that sudden death is getting younger and younger. You'd better pay attention, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst."
Zeng You nodded, "Don't read such a scary book next time."
Wu Jun was speechless and turned to look aside. But he found that Yu Zhiyi was chatting with Lin Dong and the others, and his mood suddenly became even worse.
He couldn’t help but turn his head and look in the other direction, seeing Jiang Nian talking to Ma Guojun and others, waiting to be dismissed.
After a shrill whistle, everyone dispersed and walked towards the teaching building.
Zhang Ningzhi was still walking with Yao Beibei. He raised his head and glanced at someone in the crowd who was walking under the early winter sunshine. He looked clean and upright inside and out.
Like a small poplar in spring.
Zhang Ningzhi shrank as the cold wind whimpered and blew across the basketball court.
After returning to the classroom, she suddenly found that there was an extra piece of clothing in the bag.
Zhang Ningzhi suddenly remembered that Jiang Nian had asked if he could let her go, and he agreed. But he doesn't put it away often, and occasionally throws clothes on the table or stool.
Only put it in the bag when the temperature is a bit high and you are sure that you will not wear it after taking it off.
She heard footsteps in the aisle behind her, and looked back and it was indeed Jiang Nian.
So he moved to his seat, and while sitting down, he asked curiously.
"Aren't you cold?"
"Not cold, are you cold?" Jiang Nian hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the bag hanging beside the chair, "There are clothes, you can use them to cover your legs."
"No, I'm not cold either." Zhang Ningzhi smiled.
November is stuck in early winter. There are many hills in the south of the town, and the temperature is hot and cold. It was very hot when I went out to run and exercise, but when I returned to the classroom, I immediately felt a sense of coolness.
If you sweat, you will easily catch a cold when the wind blows.
Jiang Nian nodded, sat down and started flipping through the books in the drawer, asking without raising his head.
“What class is next?”
Zhang Ningzhi vaguely remembered those two classes, but she still took a look at the class schedule on the bookend.
“Mathematical Biology.”
The noon class passed by in a flash, and school was about to end.
Yang Qiming patted his cheek on his seat and drank water.
I’m going crazy with hunger.
He glanced at his watch, and get out of class ended in eleven minutes. Calculating silently in my mind, the biology teacher will not delay the class, so there are still 634 seconds until get out of class ends.
Damn it, the countdown is six hundred.
Forget it, just hold your breath for sixty seconds, it will be over soon.
Yang Qiming began to hold his breath silently. He started to feel red at thirty seconds, scratched his head and head at forty seconds, and started shaking his legs crazily at fifty seconds.
Zhou Yuting was troubled, thinking about the trumpet. Suddenly I felt the table shaking, and I saw that I was sitting at the same table as a giant monkey.
Yang Qiming’s eyes were wide open, his face was red from holding back, and he was shaking his head.
Huang Cailang picked his mouth and was in a daze.
She: "."
Damn, can we go on a good day?
I beg you.